In the garden of consciousness In fertile mind there lies the dormant seed When blooming as charity Conscience breathes a sigh of relief The confessions of sleep The awakening seed Moved by love to serve We celebrate all Merit in life Ah, the confessions of sleep Unfolding peace As we extend According to need And you will hear the call All action great and small Received joyfully Heaven abounds Let love resound If he be mute Give him a bell If he be blind, an eye It he be down, a hand Lift up your voice Lift up your voice Lift up your voice Give of your mind one mind Give of your heart one heart Give of your voice One voice